diary of a boy

okay

February 11, 1991
Hi
I think Luke is me in a sense.

was luke like me?
were we feeling the same about ourselves? confused?

its okay luke, i mumbled pulling him close, in a comforting way.

i think everyone had a worry, something that bothered them.
it wasnt just me or luke who were bothered by things. other people were too.

luke snuggled closer to me as we both fell asleep.

it was strangely confortable.
it felt right.

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i know this is shorter than the rest. sorry ):